Blazingpaw bounded across the clearing, feeling the sun warm his frosty pelt from ears to tail-tip. He had finally been made an apprentice, and was bursting with excitement at meeting his new mentor. Snow flew everywhere as he searched every corner of the camp looking for her. He didn't realise this was useless until later, when he remembered he didn't know what she looked like very much, and instead called out her name. "Morningshine?" he called. "Are we doing training?". Blazingpaw wondered what Cloverpaw was doing, and if she was with her mentor. In his thoughts, he tumbled into the snow, shaking the powdery frost off his muzzle.